Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 631 Donation Box

Zhong Jincheng wanted to step forward and say a few words of criticism, but then he thought that since he was moving out soon anyway, there was no need to provoke a conflict.

Upon realizing this, Zhong Jincheng suddenly felt that he had changed a lot. Although he was not tall, he had a terrible temper. In the past, if he encountered something like this, he would definitely have cursed the man to his face without considering the consequences.

Things are different now. Before, I was alone, but now I may have some additional responsibilities.

After entering the room and closing the door, Luo Wei threw her bag with the broken strap onto the bed and immediately hugged and kissed Zhong Jincheng.

They started undressing each other, and halfway through, Zhong Jincheng picked up Luo Wei and carried her to the bedside.

"You're so strong now?" Luo Wei asked with a smile, looking at her boyfriend who lifted her up so effortlessly.

Zhong Jincheng lowered his head and explained, "I have to run more than ten kilometers every day, climb stairs every day, and carry heavy objects. What do you think?"

"Hahaha." Luo Wei smiled and didn't say anything, her slender white fingers gently tracing clockwise circles on Zhong Jincheng's chest.

She noticed the outline of Zhong Jincheng's abdominal muscles.

After carrying Luo Wei to the bed, the two continued kissing. Suddenly, Zhong Jincheng lifted his face from Luo Wei's neck, his eyes widening slightly: "I forgot to buy that. Do you still have any?"

Luo Wei shook her head blankly: "No... I didn't expect to meet you today."

Zhong Jincheng turned his head to look at the closed door, hesitating whether to go out or not, when Luo Wei suddenly raised her hand to hug his neck, looked into his eyes, and said decisively, "I'll take my medicine."

"you sure?"

"If you keep asking, I won't be sure anymore~"

Zhong Jincheng chuckled, then immediately buried his head back down.

As dusk settled, Luo Wei returned from her shower. Wrapped in her nightgown and drying her hair, she kicked Zhong Jincheng, who was sprawled on the bed, looking exhausted and staring at his phone.

"Go and take a shower."

"Wait a minute, Zheng Yifeng said he's going to hold a fundraising event for the uncle tomorrow."

"How is Uncle now?" Luo Wei asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"He just started chemotherapy, and I heard it's very painful... Sigh, the uncle was a good person, but good people don't always get rewarded."

Zhong Jincheng put down his phone, leaned against the headboard, and looked dejected.

He thought for a moment, then turned to Luo Wei and said, "I'd like to donate three thousand yuan to the uncle... What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Wei turned around to look at him in surprise. After a moment, she looked away without saying anything and continued drying her hair.

She knew that Zhong Jincheng had been working himself to the bone for over a month, earning five thousand yuan, plus a bonus of six thousand, which was no easy feat. To be honest, Luo Wei disagreed with his decision.

But she couldn't say.

Zhong Jincheng turned to look at Luo Wei's bag with the broken strap. He himself hadn't made up his mind yet. Not everyone is as wealthy as Liang Jingfeng and Liu Wangchun. Zhong Jincheng himself also needed money.

"Forget it, they probably don't need my little bit." Zhong Jincheng said with a forced smile.

Luo Wei remained silent, only pursing her lips slightly and stroking Zhong Jincheng's thigh.

the next day.

Zheng Yifeng carried a cardboard box to the front of the classroom. Five words were written on the front of the box: “Charity Donation Box”.

Buck-toothed Qiang took the cardboard box and placed it on the podium. Ding Wanjun stood quietly to the side, watching everyone in the classroom. Buck-toothed Qiang clapped his hands and addressed the class:

"Dear students, as you all know... Zhang Wenjun, a student in our Clinical Class 30, has been diagnosed with a serious illness. The cost of chemotherapy and transplantation is extremely high. I asked the doctor, and Zhang Wenjun's condition only allows for allogeneic transplantation. Pre-treatment, finding a donor, surgery, post-operative rejection... etc., the entire treatment course is conservatively estimated to cost at least 800,000 yuan."

“Zhang Wenjun’s family situation makes it difficult to afford such high expenses, so…”

As he spoke, Bucktooth Qiang licked his lips, momentarily speechless. He thought of Zhang Wenjun's wife and his two sons he had seen at the hospital a few days ago. The aunt and the two children were sitting by the hospital bed crying, while Zhang Wenjun calmly comforted them. This scene made Bucktooth Qiang feel depressed.

Bucktooth Qiang gestured with both hands toward the donation box on the table, took a deep breath, and continued, "Everyone who is willing can contribute. The box will always be placed at the front of the classroom. I will communicate with the school leaders to place a donation box at the entrance of the cafeteria as well. I hope... I hope that Zhang Wenjun can get through this difficult time."

Lu Yuanqiu silently looked up and found that Bucktooth Qiang's Mandarin had become standard.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Bucktooth Qiang waved his hand and said, "Let's get ready for class."

After class, the Taoist priest stepped forward first, took out seven thousand yuan from his pocket and put it into the donation box. This was the money he had earned from delivering food on campus during this period.

Zhong Jincheng watched the Taoist priest walk back silently with his head down, and then took out the three thousand yuan from his pocket.

He ultimately decided to donate the three thousand yuan.

Zhong Jincheng got up and walked to the donation box, where he neatly placed the three thousand yuan into the box.

This is the amount of money the uncle should have earned from his job.

When Lu Yuanqiu saw Zhong Jincheng walk back, he smiled at him, and Zhong Jincheng returned a warm smile.

With the two of them taking the lead, the rest of the people stepped forward one after another, taking out amounts ranging from tens to hundreds of yuan from their pockets. Lu Yuanqiu and the others, on the other hand, remained seated and did not make any moves.

Early the next morning.

Lu Yuanqiu brought 100,000 yuan in cash, while Bai Qingxia brought 30,000 yuan. The two agreed to arrive early, choosing a time when the classroom was empty.

But as soon as they entered the classroom, they saw Zheng Yifeng standing alone next to the donation box, stuffing several stacks of cash into it.

Noticing the commotion at the door, Zheng Yifeng turned around and smiled in surprise: "You guys too..."

Lu Yuanqiu nodded and replied, "You're here so early too?"

“Yes.” Zheng Yifeng pointed to the money he had just given her and explained, “It’s for me and Teacher Su.”

"It's been a while since I've seen Teacher Su. What has she been up to lately?"

Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia took the money and walked over, stuffing 13 yuan into the cardboard box. Zheng Yifeng didn't look at how much money they had put in, but explained, "She's been doing conference interpreting for several companies recently, and the salary is pretty good."

Is the job difficult?

"She said it wasn't difficult, but several male executives from various companies would always try to chat her up. She even mentioned that the CEO of one company wanted her to accompany him to a meeting in the United States and offered a very high price."

Bai Qingxia looked over upon hearing this, while Zheng Yifeng looked at her and added, "I definitely won't agree."

Bai Qingxia nodded in agreement.

Lu Yuanqiu examined the donation box and, after confirming that it was impossible to tell how much money was inside from the outside, walked to his seat with Bai Qingxia and Zheng Yifeng.

The three of them had just sat down when several familiar people walked into the classroom.

(End of this chapter)